Hey, guys! I am strongly thinking of making this series a spin-off. Fantasy tales of Izuku and the girls of UA High. Having the girls in fantasy stories (including princesses, witches, monster girls, etc.). Based on the strength of this particular pilot, I am considering to make it happen. Enjoy!

Located in the quaint, quiet suburb of the Kanagawa Prefecture lied a small consulate. In the same manor lied a woman of nobility. She wasn't your average noblewoman. She was a woman of prestige, class, diligence, and respect. Men loved her, women adored her, and women wanted to be her. Heck, some women wanted to be with her, but unfortunately, her eyes were only for men.

Princess Momo Yaoyorozu was her name and was the heiress of the Yaoyorozu dynasty. Her mother was the queen, using her status as she became heavily invested in the business and the affairs of the same kingdom. However, she was unable to fit the role of being a parent. Fortunately, her two loyal servants, Mina and Toru became Momo's siblings-at-heart.

It wasn't easy being an heiress. Sometimes, it got lonely. Other times, she enjoyed the company of her servants. But, there were some times where she sought self-gratification and self-satisfaction.

As she was doing right now in her bedroom.

Our Momo was currently in a bind. The heiress was frustrated as her self-gratification and self-satisfaction she desperately craved wasn't going too well.

"Damn," she scoffed. In her hand was an example of her self-gratification. Our poor little princess often got off to the feeling of a dildo. Since discovering those toys from her mother, they have been the use of her entertainment. "What the hell," complained the princess. "There is no joy with this damn toy." Feeling unsatisfied, she tossed the toy to the side, along with a few others that were rejected.

She pulled out another toy. She hoped that can satisfy her pussy. She remembered her mother using it whenever she needed something to get her off. She spread her legs on the satin sheets as she prepared to put it inside of her. As it entered, she didn't feel anything but pain. She didn't get a release. She tried not to curse, but it wasn't worth it.

Feeling defeated, the dildo also joined the rejected pile. The poor heiress Momo slapped the bed before throwing the box at the wall. "Fuck," she wailed into the night.

Because of this, it made her received a knock at the door.

"Come in," she said.

Inside came her two servants, Mina and Toru. Toru tend to go first since she had more patience and tolerance than Mina. Mina was a bit cautious. The last thing she wanted to do was upset her Onee-sama again. Some of the particular toys Momo used she bought.

"Evening, onee-sama," said Toru. "Is something the matter today?"

"Yes, Toru," said Momo. "These damn contraptions don't work. None of these toys please me."

Mina appeared beside Toru. "Even the ones that guaranteed satisfaction?"

Momo pouted. "None of it! Those toys from the computer. My mother's toys. None of it works. Just pure garbage." She sat up, reaching for the covers to cover her nakedness. "How is a girl supposed to get off if these toys won't do anything."

"Shall we purchase some more," asked Mina.

"Hell no," replied Momo. "If the toys were the best ones and they cost a fortune, how will something else satisfy me."

"Well," said Mina. Toru stopped her. Both girls were whispering at each other until Momo looked at them. "What," asked Momo. "You know how I feel about being out of the loop."

Mina looked at Toru before Toru patted her on the back for approval. "Well, let's say that we know somebody that can custom made toys."

Momo raised her eyes in excitement. "Really, you say?"

"We know a classmate at our school who is capable of working on any type of gadgets. Including toys," said Toru.

"She is right," concurred Mina.

Momo raised her eyebrow. "You don't say? How come this certain person hasn't made himself known?"

Toru replied, "He doesn't want it to leak out. It's a small business and he tries to keep it that way. However, if he can make gadgets, I think he can make a toy that suits your rosebud, Onee-sama."

Momo put her finger to her lip. "A toy that is custom made for my cavern." She snapped her fingers in excitement. "If that is the case, then I must meet this gentleman of ours. Which one is it?"

"Midoriya," said Mina.

"Izuku," questioned Momo. "You don't say."

Mina nodded before Toru spoke. "Izuku has a small shop at his apartment. He is available on request only, particularly weekends."

"Well," said Momo. "I think now it's a good time to go see this Izuku Midoriya."

Toru became nervous. "Well, I wish we should, but it's three in the morning and well…" She stopped when seeing the disgruntled look and puffy cheeks of her mistress. "Let's see if we can make a way for Izuku to make an exception."

"Great," she replied as she clapped her hands. "Now, take your leave. I must get dressed for this inventor of ours."

The next day (at a more appropriate time)...

Izuku woke up with an agenda to work on some gadgets. He wasn't what people claimed to be - an inventor. On his spare time, he watched videos on repairing parts that anybody with a butter knife and pair of pliers can fix. However, he had more patience than others. It was a good hustle. It took care of arcade money and treated himself every now and again. Plus, he gave a bit of fund to his mother for spending money.

As he checked his cell phone, he saw that he had an urgent message.

Dear Izuku,

This is Mina and Toru. We hope your weekend is going well. We have an urgent message. Our mistress, Momo, acquires your assistance in helping her with something. She doesn't want to get into details as she will rather wait until she meets you in person. The pay is lucrative and we promise that it will be worth your while. We convinced her to wait until dawn. So, pardon your inconvenience, but she will be here by noon today. Thank you in advance and we apologize.

Sincerely,

Mina and Toru

How could he not forget about the prim-and-proper Momo Yaoyorozu? She wasn't hard to get along with. She was a prime example of nobility and class. The tea-drinking, vice-president-in-every-organization kind of girl was her nature. So, it wasn't a surprise that he would have gotten involved in her fray at some point. Fortunately, his appointment for noon was canceled.

"Mom," he shouted. "Hold my calls between noon and two. I have an appointment."

"With who, sweetheart," asked his mother from the kitchen.

"Yaoyorozu," he replied.

"Oh," she said. "I will make some tea."

Around noon….

The limo parked outside of the Midoriya residence. Toru was the first to jump out of the car as Mina waited on her orders as Momo stepped out. Although it was a beautiful day, Momo didn't like being sunburned. The role of Mina was to hold the umbrella.

"Didn't think Midoriya lived in a house like this," she said. "Hey, if it keeps the lights on."

Toru closed the door as Mina followed Momo toward the entrance. The invisible girl ran to the door where she rung the doorbell.

Izuku's mother opened the door. The short, yet stout woman gave them a friendly woman. "Welcome to our home, Yaoyorozu-san," she replied. "Please come in. All of you."

Momo bowed before the mother as she entered the home. As she turned, she instructed Mina and Toru to stay behind and watch the vehicle. The servants understood as they parted ways with their mistress.

A few minutes later….

Momo took the oolong tea Izuku's mother made. She took a sip. It wasn't the best, wasn't the worst. She politely sipped the tea that needed some fresher water. "Thank you for letting your son allowing me to see him on this short notice."

Inko bowed. "Certainly! Icchan never had any problem helping his little friends." She poured more tea into her own cup. "What brings you to visit my Icchan."

Momo knew she couldn't tell his mother that she needed something to satisfy her sexual gratification. "Something that your son can help me feel some kind of satisfaction. Something custom made."

Inko gave a friendly smile. "If Izuku can do it, I hope he can solve your problem." She heard footsteps. "And speaking of my Icchan."

Izuku yawned as he held on to a piece of toast. He was wearing his green t-shirt and a pair of blue jean shorts. He was barefooted, taking another bite of his toast. "Hey, Momo. How are you?"

Keeping her composure, she said, "Afternoon, Izuku. Glad you can make time in with me."

"Certainly not a problem." Izuku was quite stunned to see Momo outside of uniform. She was wearing a blue sundress and sandals. A necklace that screamed expensive. It looked like she was on a date but had to stop at a mechanic because her car had broken down.

"Follow me to my room, Momo," said Izuku. "And if anyone calls, Mom."

"You're busy," said Inko.

Izuku came to his mother and gave her a few dollars. "Go and relax this Saturday."

"Thank you, baby," she said as she straightened herself out.

Izuku's bedroom….

Momo was amazed that Izuku turned his bedroom into an office. It was well-furnished, very lavish, and state-of-the-art. Whiteboards were in every corner of the room. Positioned in front of her was an old-fashioned executive desk. The aged cedar pine released a faint scent of its age around her nose. Having a knack for fancy furniture, she knew that that kind of furniture was a rarity and expensive.

"Wow," she said in amazement. "I didn't think you could afford this."

"I'm going to pretend that was a compliment and not an insult," replied Izuku as he sat on his workbench. "So, what's up?"

Momo took deep breaths. How could she explain this? Granted that he was a non-judgemental type, it was still an odd request. "I was told that you can invent things. Make them custom made."

He rubbed the back of his head laughing. "I am not what you call an inventor." He crossed his legs. "You can say I can fix things to people's liking."

"Your approval rating?"

"Let's say that Camie comes to me for consultation."

Momo nodded her head. "That sounds like an endorsement to me."

Izuku went and pulled out some empty blueprint paper. "So, any ideas in particular?"

"Yes," she said. "However, it isn't nothing that I need in regards to technology or skateboards or whatever commoners use." She coughed. "It's more of a special case. And please believe, you will be heavily compensated."

Izuku cracked his knuckles. He was grateful that he had time on his hands. "Ok, tell me what I need to do."

"Okay," she said. "I need help getting pleasure from my rosebud."

Izuku thought he had heard the record player skipped in his mind. "Come again, Momo?"

"You know," she said adamantly. "My rosebud. My cavern. My yum yum. My goodie bag. My coin purse." She blushed, thinking she would ever use those vernacular words. "I am talking about my pussy, my cat, my vagina…"

He wavered his hands. "All right. I know where is this going." He stuck out his tongue. "So, what about your lady-bits?"

"Like I said, I need you to make something custom made for me since I can't find anything to gives me pleasure," she told him with absoluteness. "I would love if you come up with something."

Izuku grabbed his chin. He has had challenges, but this was a special case. "Alright, I will do this. However, like anything, I need to make measurements." He blushed. "However, it's going to require pulling up your skirt and your panties."

Momo replied, "Absolutely! I have no reluctance on you doing your task." Momo lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. Izuku nearly choked as he saw her vagina in clear view. A small prickle of hair, but an overall smooth vagina. Izuku had to keep his composure. Never in his seventeen years did he experienced this.

"So, Momo, allow me to use my fingers to help with the dimensions if you please," said Izuku.

"Go ahead," she said.

Izuku wouldn't use a ruler to hurt her. Based on the multiple uses of his fingers, he knew dimensions. He told her to kneel as he used his fingers to enter her vagina. Upon entering, he felt the moisture. It felt strange, but work was on his mind so he tried not to be lecherous. A moan escaped Momo here and there. He reached as far as he could before pulling out, leaving a trail of her juices.

Momo let out a little pout.

"Is something wrong, Momo," asked Izuku worriedly.

"It was that I haven't felt that good in a while," she said. "And that was from your touch. It was so soft."

"If I may ask, I think I have something that made do the trick," said Izuku. "However, it does involve a personal tool of mine. Would you allow me to use it?"

Momo shook her head. "Yes, please. I just need something to give me that self-release." Izuku informed her to move from his workbench. Izuku went to his bed as he sat. He told Momo to face forward until he was ready. Izuku reached into pillow under his bed to retrieve a condom. He ripped it with his teeth and put it on. On second thought, he thought, he removed it. He told himself to put out before climaxing.

"Momo, are you ready," he asked her.

"Yes," she urged him. "Solve this crisis."

"Yes, ma'am," he said to her. "Have a seat. Breathe in, breathe out."

Upon instruction, Momo sat her pussy onto his dick. Upon contact, she let out a loud moan. "Excuse me," she told him.

"Nah, don't be," said Izuku. "My mother is out and you are fine. Plus, you are testing a product. So, be loud as you can be. As long you are reaching satisfaction."

She was beet red. She hasn't felt good like this in a while. "Do you mind for me to take full testing."

He leaned back on the bed. "Please, I don't mind."

"Thank you." Momo leaned backward, placing her hands on Izuku's legs. The intensity of his tool was wrapping around her pussy. She instinctively gyrated her hips. Her eyes were filled with tears. Incomprehensible words and moans filled the room. This was nothing compared to the toys she had ever used.

She began thrusting with force. Izuku remained still, knowing that the pleasure wasn't his, but hers.

"God, you're tight," he mumbled to himself.

"Oh, God, this is great," she purred. "Yes, yes, this is what I need here."

Izuku was on the verge of coming. He tried to alert her that tool can release liquid, but she resisted. "I won't pull back. Now, make me come and that's an order."

"As you wish, mistress," he said.

Momo pulled her hair down, removing the rubber band as she delved into the pleasure. She was getting close. She was achieving that goal of hers. That spark, that satisfaction. "My God," she cried. "I am thinking that I...am...going...to...come." She grabbed his legs tighter. "Oh, Izuku. I am coming. I am coming."

"Let's come together," he said.

Izuku and Momo were getting into tempo before climaxing at the same time. Izuku grunted as he spurted his semen inside of her pussy. Momo hollered to the gods as she squirted, landing on the floor. Momo laughed in pleasure as her self-satisfaction was achieved.

"Oh, God, Izuku," she moaned. "This is the tool I want. Right here, right here." She took another breath. "I haven't felt this good in ages."

"I am glad that it was to your liking," responded Izuku.

"Is there a way that you can make something like that," asked Momo.

"I can," said Izuku. "Unfortunately, it wouldn't be the same." Izuku pulled his dick from her pussy. He reached for a tissue to help clean out his semen. "As you may want to know, I used my dick as my own tool."

Momo blushed. "I think I already knew that."

"Right. So, I can find material, but it will be costly and texture won't be as lifelike as you may want it," said Izuku.

Momo wanted to be satisfied. No way a dildo was going to get her off like his dick. "Izuku, I think I want to make an arrangement with you. And of course." She gave him an alluring look. "I will make it worth your while."

Sometime later….

Mina and Toru were playing spades on the car roof before seeing Izuku's door opening.

"It was a pleasure making business with you, Midoriya-san," said Momo.

"Likewise with you, Yaoyorozu-sama," replied Izuku. "Same time next week?"

"Pleasure," she said. She shook his head as he waved her off. Mina and Toru hurried to Momo's aid.

"So, did everything worked out," asked Toru.

"It did," said Momo.

"What about your product," asked Mina.

"Well, what I want is custom made and it's kind of complicated," she said. "However, Midoriya-san doesn't mind letting me test his product anytime I want."

The End!

I hope you guys enjoyed! If it is heavily requested, then a spin-off will be made. Take care! God bless!